Young Boy Never Broke Again - Cold Killers Lyrics

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I'm the one who did it with my clique and I ain't f*ck with niggas
I'm that nigga straight up out that North and run with cold killers
I'm that boy that made 'em go whack four, I don't like those niggas (Aye Peewee killed the keys, huh?)
Got these hoes on my trail and you know I don't show no feelings (Bboy dripping that sauce)

I ain't alright, lil daddy
They tried to play me, tried to snake me and diss my life, lil daddy
And how I feel, you tried to take it
This a whole thirty clip, bitch, you gon' take it
I don't understand a war about some pussy niggas hatin'
Talk to my mama on a jake call, no bond, I had to lay down
I'm in a stolen whip while ridin' 'round
Me and Ten with a hundred rounds
Head bust, how that boy was found
Spray that strap, now turn in there
Tell 'em, "Get the f*ck up out my way 'cause it's my turn now"
Baby girl said I'm her favorite now, okay, I'm with that
I'm with DJ while he drunk and I'm still young, I still drink that
I'ma turn up when I come and when I leave up in a Maybach
Money comin' up in bundles, bitch, don't try me, I be on that
I'll dump that

I'm the one who did it with my clique and I ain't f*ck with niggas
I'm that nigga straight up out that North and run with cold killers
I'm that boy that made 'em go whack four, I don't like those niggas
Got these hoes on my trail and you know I don't show no feelings

I got the money counter, lil' baby up in Saint Laurent
We be wreckin' shit soon as I come, whole click straight dumb
Shoot the huh, fill it with the whole drum
Keep both of my pockets filled with money, they can't hold nothin'
Spin the bitch, I bet that we fold somethin', yeah
I ain't sparin' shit, spray it, f*ck the boy, my brother dead
Hundred thousand in my jacket pocket and I got on sweats
And you still can't f*ckin' tell if I was walkin' with that TEC
But you know I'm totin' fire
Tote dirty sticks and dirty nines
Hit 'em with that face shot, boaw, that's a cold smile
Caught that boy tryna leave his show, E-way, that's me slingin' iron
Wanna kill me, but they takin' time
Dumb stupid f*ck, I take his mind
Doofus

I'm the one who did it with my clique and I ain't f*ck with niggas
I'm that nigga straight up out that North and run with cold killers
I'm that boy that made 'em go whack four, I don't like those niggas
Got these hoes on my trail and you know I don't show no feelings

Youngin' turnt up on them jiggaboos, you know that he'll shoot at you
Ridin' in a coupe with my dude, that's North sider proof
We caught like two bodies, he a shotta, he'll step on you
They know what the f*ck we do, got a video, we shoot to shoot
Look, take his legs off, take his hands off, baow, baow
Whip my burner out, now he scared now, calm down
Rap-ass nigga gunned down, bitch, bang
Still got the top off when the sun down, bitch, we ain't the same

I'm the one who did it with my clique and I ain't f*ck with niggas
I'm that nigga straight up out that North and run with cold killers
I'm that boy that made 'em go whack four, I don't like those niggas
Got these hoes on my trail and you know I don't show no feelings